Lil' Bow Wow - Lil Rascals Lyrics
throw me the ball and watch me what i do with itWe got bow wow in the houseMy man lil' zane - huh, and lil' wayneSammie sing to me[chorus 1: (sammie)]Strike one, caught you by surpriseStrike two, right before your eyesPitch three, this one's to the wallAin't no game like a game of hardball[verse 1: lil' bow wow]When i step to the plate the outfield gets back (back)Cause they know i'm the over the wall type of dogSo many back to back hits they call me little sammy sosaBubble gum cards and all the postersY'all know, how i roast ya when it's time to competeOn the field, on the court, over any hot beatOr break, and you know it when you see your cloneAnd right now that's all i see goin on, holla at meGame time, all i think about is bringin home the trophyIf your team is better mine, you really gotta show meReally gotta beat me, really gotta trash talkMistreat me, and send my squad back homeCause i don't know lose too muchMatter fact, i ain't never lost at allWhen i'm playin hardball (that's right)So, if you on the mound about to pitch to meUnderstand i'm like griffey, i keep 'em to the wall[chorus 2: (sammie)]Strike one, caught you by surpriseStrike two, right before your eyesStrike three, ohh i got you outWithout a doubt, i got you outStrike one, caught you by surpriseStrike two, right before your eyesPitch three, this one's to the wallAin't no game like a game of hardball[verse 2: lil' zane]This goes out to them jocks that stay on my jock, throwin the popKeep pitchin, i'm in the kitchen makin radio rockIt's usually preferred, i be choosy with all my wordsThrowin eggs at them chickenheads, beggin on the curbDirect from my burb, a fast baller with a curveHave her slidin home, tellin her friends just in the thirdI'm sure ya done heard, who i'm doin and what i'm doinWhat's false and what's true and.. (girl listen)When it comes to this game they call me zane mcgwireThat other kid was just a mark, so i made him retireSee we all got a base, and we hold our ownBut when i - come up to bat, we all goin come homeAnd our fans cheers us on cause they know what the drill isGoin, out of the field into your automobileAnd i hope it ain't your range rover that you spent your change overI'm in the dugout with my tongue out player game over[chorus 2: (sammie)][verse 3: lil' wayne]Listen, listen, listenThey call me young wheezy rodriguezYou know i'm gettin it hot as the bullet that (killed) kennedy, y'knowAnd i keep the chrome bat swingin, slingin that ironPitch on the block like nolan ryanToo bad for tv, you won't see me i'm right in the streetsI'm a hustler, people, my life in the streetsWatch the game, get you wife in the sheetsMy watch, my chain, and my teeth costThat way i will never cheap talkAnd i call mami sweetheart, she call me sweet daddyAnd she gladly, loves the way that daddy bat it, yeah babyWheezy weez a player baby, and i don't share babySo if you searchin for some (*****) ain't nuttin here, babyCatch me throwin an eighty in the latest bentley, goin outAnd wheezy never hit a foul, a hot guyDon't hit pop flies, i knock it up out the parkAnd after the game's over we gon' meet up after dark[chorus 2: repeat 2x (sammie)]Lil' bow wow, lil' zane, lil' wayne, lil' sammieThe little rascals, and me y'all know my name
